Sunday, June 6

I abso-fucking-lutely refuse to read back on my past posts. Why? Because at the moment, I want so much to burst out in laughter.

Life's fucking majestic, people.

Friday, July 3

Despite the fact that I have opened up quite a bit to him, it still has not changed me all that much.

I find myself constantly attempting to push him away. But now I wonder...

For whose own good?

Tuesday, June 23

Being in love is one of the most painful and most beautiful things to ever experience.

Sunday, June 21

I am the product of a time when fidelity actually meant something in relationships.

Sunday, May 24

What I find most interesting are the thoughts that drift through the minds of the tired and inebriated. And to be quite honest, it scares me just a little. Because not only does the alcohol inhibit your ability to think. speak, see, walk, feel properly, but it keeps you from feeling altogether happy.

Now, that makes a lot of sense, does it not? Alcohol is a depressant. And the inability to feel content is therefore further kept from you by inebriation. The paradox is, however, in the fact that people dabble in alcoholism to feel the contentedness that comes with inebriation, drunkenness, and sloven ways. And it works. Not that I speak directly from experience--second hand, if you're curious--but plenty of people, family, friends, acquaintances have succumbed to the pressures that come with the buzz of a drink. So people drink to be happy; is that not the truth? Do enlighten me if I am erred to think such things of the social, American (maybe not?) way of life.

However, in the pursuit of this so-called "happiness," people are later forced to face the discontent that plagues their present existence. So what is to be done? Surely one may follow suit of their European counterparts. However, what is to be done with the American mindset of "eat, drink, and be merry?"

People continue to confound me. People, therefore, continue to upset, bother, and unsettle me.

What is left for someone who feels like an outsider to two exclusive groups that cannot be simultaneously joined? Shall he forever feel lost?

P.S. Sobriety check-points are hilarious.